I was in the same class with Qingfeng in high school, when Qingfeng had short hair, white face, silent and shy, and I don't know how she became this kind of heartless.
One time, Qingfeng walked his dog in the neighborhood. Her poodle, Tang Yuan, was playing in the grass, and she herself was stretching her arms and bending over at the side to exercise.
Neighbors passed by and saw, surprised: "Aigoo, you so soft, can still touch the ground which!"
Qingfeng said with a smile, "Not eh, my legs are particularly short, it is easy to touch the ground."
Clearwind's catchphrase was "Oops, my gosh!" Almost every sentence had an "Oops, my goodness."
She has an aunt who is in her nineties. Whenever she came back from a trip to her hometown in the country, we'd ask, "How's your aunt?"
So, she said, "My aunt is 96 years old this year, and she still 'recites the scripture of meeting a nobleman in her next life' every day... omg, oh my gosh... hee hee hee hee."
"My aunt said that her nobleman in this life is her daughter-in-law. Oops."
"My old aunt said me, I'm so upset that you dress so ugly! The next time you come to see me, make sure you dress nicely. I'm old and I like to look red and green. Hee hee, ouch, my goodness!"
"My cousin and my cousin's sister-in-law had a fight and went to my aunt for comment. Oops! The old aunt even played dumb, 'What did you say? I didn't hear you.' My goodness!"
"Oops! Do you guys know what my aunt burns paper to pray for on July half?"
We all perked up our ears, as long as Qingfeng was talking about her old aunt, we were interested in whatever it was.
"Oops! She said, 'Old ghost, I'm happy living in the Yang world, and I don't want to go to be with you so soon. I'll burn more money for you, and if you don't feel like having a companion you can find one yourself down here, I've got a few more years to live.' Oops, my goodness, listen to this, guys, is it fun? Oops my gosh!"
In this way, Qingfeng used the phrase "Oops, my gosh", together with her exaggerated expression and comical action, and succeeded in creating fans for her old aunt.
The simple and rustic wisdom and ingenuity of the old rural woman, and her unabated enthusiasm for life in her old age, all of which fascinated us.
So whenever Qingfeng said she wanted to go back to her hometown in the countryside, we explained to her, "You have to go and see your old aunt."
"Don't forget to visit your old aunt!"
When Qingfeng returned, we could hear her seemingly simple but penetrating words.
Clean Wind is a person who especially admires nature.
In the spring, in the fields that hadn't yet been plowed, there was a kind of wild vegetable called yellow cabbage growing. We went to pick it up and made kuey teow to eat.
From time to time, the clear wind straightened up and inhaled y, saying, "Oh my God, the air smells so good!"
At noon in the summer, the sun was blazing hot. Qingfeng walks to work without an umbrella, without a hat, and without taking the shade.
An old woman caught up with her and asked, "Sister, isn't sunbathing a tonic?"
The old man did not know that Qingfeng loved sunbathing since she was a child, no one knows why, anyway, she was never afraid of sunbathing and never protected herself from the sun, maybe she really thought the sun was very tonic.
Clean wind has a characteristic, is as long as you can walk never take the car. And my husband went to a relative's house for dinner, my husband drove to, she did not sit; back, she also did not sit, die to walk. In the face of relatives, her husband was embarrassed, but she did not care.
"I just love walking." She said.
From the township to her village there are nearly ten kilometers, she went back, from the county by car to the township to get off and walk back. We don't understand, there is a car why don't you take it?
"You don't know, the air along the way was sweet!"
She said the word "sweet" as if she had actually tasted the sugar in the air.
The thing that Qingfeng dreaded most was going to the barber store to get her hair done. She sometimes wore a ponytail, sometimes a bun at the back of her head. What do you do when your hair is too long? Cut it herself! The bangs also cut themselves!
On one occasion, she cut her bangs crookedly, and when she saw us she was embarrassed, and covered her forehead with her hand, saying with exaggerated embarrassment, "Oh, my God, I cut my bangs!"
We've seen it all before. We'd be surprised if she ever showed up with a clear haircut.
Her hair goes gray early, but she doesn't dye it. "I can't help it," she says, "I inherited it from my father." There was pride in her tone.
When her daughter got married, Qingfeng said to her daughter, "Daughter ah, the day you get married, my hairstyle will be like this, not hot, not dyed, you don't mind oh."
Qingfeng liked to be free and easy and hated any constraints.
Her clothes and pants were of cotton and linen texture and loose style. The tightest pants she wore were her work clothes. She has never seen her wear high heels or boots, her shoes are all flat-heeled, soft-soled, and she walks softly and silently.
Don't even think of trying to get her to join any organization except her workplace.
Square dancing is fine, join a dance team, shake your head; traveling with a group is fine, follow the team all the time, no way; we traveled in a group for a few days, she had to break away from the group every now and then.
In spite of this, Qingfeng is not a person without principles and bottom line.
Stadium walking the dog, Tang Yuan poop, she will certainly be wrapped in a garbage bag and thrown into the trash can. And not forgetting to remind others to do the same.
Some people advised her to engage in pyramid schemes, she instead advised the man said: "We are all bitter, do not go to do this kind of no good fortune. The money you earn by doing something honestly, you can only use it with peace of mind ah!"
Previously, my neighborhood and Qingfeng's neighborhood were adjacent to each other. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few hours. Since I moved to the north of the city the year before last, the number of times we met was much less. However, as long as Sister Feng came, we have to get together.
Good sisters, right now during the flower festival, we meet under the flower tree, intoxicated by the spring breeze, can it?